Leng Qingsong had never been much of a talker, and Ouyang was busy cutting paper, so this stretch of the journey was considerably quieter.
Little Bie San, whom Ouyang had brought along, had transformed back to palm size and was obediently helping Ouyang cut paper and tidy up the scraps.
With his monkeyish head and face, he nevertheless looked indescribably earnest.
But the one suffering the greatest inner turmoil was the donkey beneath Ouyang's backside.
Now muzzled and struggling intensely within, Xuanlingzi desperately wanted to throw Ouyang off his back and give him a thorough beating.
Then he would teach the brat what it meant to respect his teachers and honor their teachings!
Who rode their own martial uncle on a long journey?
And he had even tied a carrot in front of him to humiliate a Mahayana Realm cultivator!
He had gone too far!
He had simply gone too far!
The furious Xuanlingzi became furious once again!
But, fiercely concerned with saving face, he did not reveal his true form.
Such a colossal humiliation was utterly unacceptable to him.
If it happened to a donkey, however, it hardly counted as a colossal humiliation!
Right now, he was just a donkey, an ordinary, unremarkable donkey!
As long as that brat Ouyang had not discovered it, he had to keep up the disguise!
Apart from those on Spirit Beast Peak, very few people knew about his fondness for transforming into animals.
But if that brat Ouyang found out, the whole world would probably know!
If such a huge piece of leverage fell into that brat's hands, never mind wiping away all the IOUs from previous years-he might end up being threatened with this dark chapter of his past for the rest of his life!
The donkey carrying Ouyang made up his